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We always had a radio [at Mexican Water Trading Post in the late 1940’s], which at least we had news from that, and we had magazines that we got regularly, and we had people coming through. There were always salesmen and people who hauled the merchandise out. Occasionally, you know, even on those terribly bad roads, there would be tourists driving through, adventurous people. And there were people to talk to. Also, it was only about fifteen miles, I think, from Red Mesa, where Elijah's brother and sister-in-law operated a trading post. And Sundays we could get together. Then a little later on, the people that operated the pumping station at Boundary Butte, a couple from Arkansas that became very close friends, very dear to us, they would come down and have dinner with us, or we'd go up and have dinner with them in the evenings, and play canasta, and had quite a good time with them. It was just really fun times. There was a missionary couple also [who] came later. They didn't approve of our playing canasta. (chuckles) But they were people that you could talk to, and we got out, actually went to town maybe once a month.
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